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Chapter 132 The stunned Young Master Luo

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"Master Qiu, that, my father is too busy. We'll meet again the next day." Mr. Luo came back with a little embarrassed face. He was also a little angry. His father said that the Taoist Yang who came that day was good at immortal arts, and he had time to see it.

"It's okay, then I'll go and rest first. I'll leave tomorrow." Qiu Ming planned to wander around the prime minister's mansion tomorrow. When he heard the movement, he came to help and must keep the prime minister's mansion. As for Mr. Luo and Prime Minister Luo, if they do too many evil things, they will not care about his business if they die.

"Master Qiu, what are you saying? Just live in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Tomorrow, I promise you will see my father tomorrow." Mr. Luo felt very embarrassed, and he had to rely on Qiu Ming to ask his father to praise him.

That night, Qiu Ming stayed in the prime minister's mansion and meditated until dawn, but just silently practiced the master's martial arts.

Early in the morning, Mr. Luo got up from his concubine's bed and went to personally exchange his "undefeated God of War" for his cricket jars, and also had to feed him.

Others feed crickets, just some grass leaves, grass stems, etc., but Mr. Luo wants to feed wheat flour and mix fish meal, and add some goat milk to it.

The food that ordinary people eat at home is not as good as he feeds it to crickets!

Mr. Luo opened the cricket jar and was about to change to a clean jar, the cricket jumped out of the jar!

It’s not that crickets cannot jump out of the jar, but generally, crickets are more honest in the jar. Mr. Luo was shocked, and this cricket cannot run away.

"You two are here quickly, the undefeated God of War will run away. Be careful, don't step on it to death."

When the two servants heard the shouts, they immediately ran over, but they did not dare to run to the front, for fear of stepping on the "Invincible God of War" to death. In this way, no matter how long they followed Mr. Luo, they would probably be beaten to death in anger!

The cricket got into the crack of the blue bricks at his feet in a few seconds. Mr. Luo shouted loudly: "Why are you standing there? Dig up the blue bricks for me!"

The two servants immediately found a hoe, pried it gently, and raised the blue bricks. The cricket was indeed below.

They were just happy when they saw the cricket whizzing into the blue brick next to them.

Qiu Ming was disturbed by some loud screams early in the morning. He was a little unhappy and disturbed his cultivation. But he suddenly woke up. Could it be that Mr. Luo was already destroying the Prime Minister's Mansion?

It is okay to destroy part of it. If the entire prime minister's mansion is destroyed, Qiu Ming's mission will be completely failed.

Qiu Ming hurriedly followed the sound and saw Mr. Luo directing the servants to dig up all the blue bricks in a yard.

"Young Master Luo, what are you doing?" Qiu Ming shouted loudly.

Mr. Luo turned around, his eyes full of blood: "Master Qiu, you are here too. It's great, please help me catch the undefeated God of War. Without it, how much money will I lose!"

"Young Master, that cricket, oh no, it's the undefeated war god who has penetrated under the wall."

"Dig, you still have to ask!" Mr. Luo's expression was a little wrong at this time, and it seemed a little too crazy. Qiu Ming thought of Mr. Luo's fan twice when he left.

Although Mr. Luo likes crickets, he still dares not make his home like this, right? If the Prime Minister comes back, why don’t he teach him a lesson!

If Jigong wanted to destroy the Prime Minister's Mansion, it should be the place where the Prime Minister's Study. If that's the case, then it would help him, which would be considered as repaying the cause and effect.

Qiu Ming stretched out his hand, and a cricket transformed out, jumped out of his hand, and fell to the ground.

"Young Master, the undefeated God of War has jumped out of the yard!" a servant shouted after seeing it.

Mr. Luo waved his hand: "Nonsense, the undefeated God of War is under this courtyard wall. I saw it with my own eyes. The cricket you saw is just an ordinary one, and you don't need to pay attention to it."

Qiu Ming was stunned. His illusion could not deceive Mr. Luo, an ordinary person?

It seemed that in Mr. Luo's eyes, there was only the cricket that Mr. Ji brought. It seemed that Mr. Ji's methods were much more powerful than he thought.

A wall fell, and the cricket jumped out and jumped into another wall.

The servants looked at Mr. Luo, and Mr. Luo roared: "Why are you still standing there? Dig it!"

Following Mr. Luo’s two servants who had been looking at each other for the longest time, what’s wrong today? A cricket, even a cricket that can beat a chicken, can it be as good as a yard in the Prime Minister’s Mansion?

This yard was built, and there was no 1,000 taels to be killed. If this trend continues, it is not just about digging a yard, it is about digging up the entire Prime Minister's Mansion!

When the housekeeper heard the movement, he hurriedly dissuaded the servants: "What are you doing? Stop it, stop it!"

"Whoever dares to stop will dig for me. If you can't dig the undefeated God of War, I want you all to look good!" Some evil aura actually appeared in Mr. Luo's eyes.

Qiu Ming frowned, as if Mr. Luo had only the cricket in his eyes at this time, and he didn't think of anything else. This situation seemed like a devil's madness.

The housekeeper was shocked: "Young Master, you can't dig any more. If you dig this yard again, it will be completely destroyed."

"What's the point of destroying a yard? Even the entire prime minister's mansion is not as good as the undefeated God of War!"

The housekeeper opened his mouth wide. Is this a lie? The entire prime minister's mansion is worth more than a thousand taels of gold. I also know your cricket, but it was only eighty taels of gold.

You don’t know which one is more important, eighty taels or thousands of taels? No matter how good a cricket is, it can only live for autumn. Is it worth it?

Well, why is there someone standing next to you? What is this person doing?

"What are you doing? Who asked you to enter the Prime Minister's Mansion?" The butler pointed at Qiu Ming and shouted.

Qiu Ming looked at Mr. Luo, and it was obvious that Mr. Luo didn't even look at Qiu Ming at all, as if he didn't know Qiu Ming at all.

"I? I'm here to save your young master. He is deviled, maybe I can save him."

"Then please help my master quickly save my young master." Although the butler was a little suspicious of this, he could not tell whether this person was a monk or a Taoist priest, but at this time he could only treat him as a living horse, mainly because he also felt that the young master was possessed.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was too loud, and some people from the mansions around were talking outside the yard. A thundering wall fell, revealing the appearance of the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

Everyone took a closer look at how the Prime Minister's Mansion became like this. There was a yard that seemed to have been demolished. Will the Prime Minister's Mansion be renovated? I haven't heard of it.

Just a short distance away, Jigong saw the collapse of the courtyard wall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, smiling. He used his secret technique to amplify the desire for crickets in Young Master Na Luo, and things became like this now.

Because of the cricket, Mr. Luo did many evil things, and Prime Minister Luo never took care of it. The destruction of the Prime Minister's Mansion is also considered retribution!
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